toothaches: (like a bad country song)
Maurice Hutch (OC) ([personal profile] toothaches) wrote in [community profile] dazlious 2014-03-15 06:04 am (UTC)

"Yeah...if I wanna be covered in blood in my own home, they can't do shit about it. Ow." Okay, so Heather was going to pretend she hadn't turned into Big Bird? Okay. He'd let her get by until they crossed over onto Hutch/Leeds territory.

They would have quite the walk too because Maurice had flown. He had wanted to save gas and hadn't plan on being brutally attacked outside the old Rent A Reel.

And so that long walk began. Maurice didn't ask any more questions. He kept his eyes on the road because the last thing he needed was to be ran over that night. Town had expanded and the gap of open farmland was shrinking more and more by the month. Any questions about his well being were answered with short grunts--partially because he was distracted thinking up questions and partially because he was in too much pain to really be much for conversation until he had some alcohol in him.

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